A Few Days Past And A Nigga Can't Even Lie, I Was Kinda Excited About The Drop . But I Still Had My Doubts. Marcus And Tommy Have Been on My Ass About This Big House Party. I'm Not Really A Big Fan Of Parties Anymore But I Had No Plans Since Trisha Is Gone For For The Week To Her Moms House. So I End Up Agreeing To Go With Them.
" Desmond Hurry Up Yo. " Tommy Yelled.
" Wait Dickhead I'm Coming. " I Said, Walking To The Car.
We Drive Off To The Party And This Party Was Jumping Already.
The Air Was Polluted With The Heavy Aroma Of Weed And Lust. We Nearly Caught A Fucking Contact High.
" Yo We About To Get Fucked Up Tonight. " Tommy's Voice Competed With The Loud Speakers Blasting Out Future.
" Hell Yeah, I'm Getting Some Pussy Tonight Boy. " Marcus Clapped Up Tommy While Shouting That Statement Out.
" Man I'm Fucking A Bad Bitch Tonight. I Don't Care Who, But She's Gonna Be Bad. " Tommy Said.
" Y'all Ain't Gonna Get Shit. Lying Asses. " I Replied.
" Ight Bet. Watch This. " Marcus Walked Up To Some Girl.
Two Hours Past And The Party Was At Its Apex. Niggas Pasting Around A Bucket Of Medication Pills. You Got The Hoes On Your Right Taking Jell-o Shots. You Got Bitches On Your Left Throwing Their Asses Back To Niggas With Ease. Tommy Found This Girl Named Mia And Marcus Found This Girl Named Melissa. I Haven't Seen Them Fuckers In Awhile. This Girl Walked Up In Front Of Me. Smelling Like A Bouquet Of Flowers.
" Hey, What's Your Name? " She Said Softly.
" Desmond, You? " I Replied.
" I'm Maria. Can I Sit With You? "
" Yeah Sure. "
Maria Was A Fairly Tall But Thick Dark Skin. She Had A Little Chubby Face, But She's Pretty. She Had The Ass Of A Bitch Named Pinky. Or Something Like That, I Don't Know Who, But She Had That Pornstar Body.
We Started Talking And Getting To Know Each Other. To Come to Find Out , She's A Real Cool, Intelligent Girl. Very Headstrong. Very Confident About Herself. She Reminds Me Of Myself Is A Way. We Started To Talk About Different Topics. From Racism To Religion To Sex. I Don't Know How The Hell We Got To Sex But Shit, We Was Chilling. Then We Started To Get Personal With Our Conversation. Apparently , Her Ex Is Locked Up For The Same Bullshit I'm Doing Now. And We Got Deeper And Deeper. Like Our Minds Just Connected Effortlessly.
In Case I Didn't Tell Y'all, I'm Into That Deep Mental Connection And I Tend To Feed On People's Vibes Around Me.
But Anyways ....
A Couple Of Jell-O Shots And A Percocet Between Us Later, We Just Sitting There. Yo.... We Was Fucked Up. The Dj Turned On Some Slow Jam. Everyone Started To Slowly Grind On Each Other. Motherfuckers Were Basically Having A Orgy.
" Desmond, You Wanna Dance? " She Gave me A Lusty Look. Something Told Me To Say No. But My Mouth Didn't Agree.
" Yeah We Out. "
She Grabbed My Hand And I Blacked Out. I Find Myself Being The Receiving End Of Her Pressing Her Ass On Me. I Can't Even Lie, The Way Her Hips Moved. The Way She Touched Me, It Was Like Some Sexual Spell She Placed On Me. She Turned Around And Gave Me A Kiss. Her Lips Were Soft As Silk. It Tasted Like The Sweetest Chocolate You'd Ever Taste. I Gripped Her Ass And She Let Out A Moan. She Pulled Away And Blushed. She Grabbed My Hand and We Started Walking.
I Don't Know to Where Though. My Last Memory Is Her Watching Her Sway Her Hips Left To Right....
